E 'already difficult to feel a feral growl behind me can get feelings well-being, let alone when I'm busy - in the sense of the word urology - in front of a urinal in Scotland. Not being able to turn around, I start to reflect on irony of fate that I will die sooner or later, for reasons related to alcohol consumption is a scientifically established fact for some time - not only are born with a lethal mixture of Irish blood and English blood , but I also forget seven years of graduate school from hell sadistic brothers, yet here I am about to die suddenly while not to industrial quantities of whiskey in my liver but at the time of expelling so many liters of beer with so much force that the risk of winning (posthumously) the Queen Mother Award for Rapid Detoxification.
The growl is repeated and close as the river of beer - the beer was , to be precise - is exhausted. I turn and, as the steam dissipates, I begin to discern amid a tangle of reddish hair and fierce eyes two yellow fangs through which, together with a fearful breath, out of the foam looks decidedly unhealthy.
"GGGGGRRRRRRRREEEUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH !!!!!!!"
remain petrified for a moment. By sadistic monks learned a number of things that they have defined Fundamental Life Skills, such as recognizing a Protestant to thirty feet, combining the verb "repent" in 37 different languages, and how to survive long in the desert without water holy, but I do not recall ever having studied how to do in case of an imminent attack by an angry boar.
"Are you saying that you should not walk with his farrre rrragazza."
around me baffled. Near the last urinal Calvinist lady is adjusting the kilt, which troubles me almost as much as the expression of threat of the beast that I am faced panting.
"But from where she checked out, please? Did not realize you were wrong bathroom?"
"Here there forrrmalizziamo perrr these things. Perrr walks with girlfriends altrrruì, however, we have rrregole, customs ...."
"But it is telling me this ... what is ... even human ...? "
" It 's frrratello of the bride. "
About carefully boar. In fact, under the mass of hair he wears a kilt.
" And, therefore, that beautiful girl that ... "I comes to mind that discuss the details of our trip in the woods - we have not found any huggis, but in reality we have not even tried - could be counterproductive. "I did not know was ..." I hesitate undecided: to be like that must give the her?
"GGGGGRRRRRRRREEEUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH
!!!!!!!"" ... that was your girlfriend. OH GOD! "The idea that the girl could have allowed this sample regressed and repugnant to her he walks in the woods makes double the starters begin to return to it by the throat. "Holy Christ!"
"Son of Satan," screams the Calvinist, approaching threatening and pointing a finger at. "He appointed the Lord's name in vain! Puniscilo "
" GGGGGRRRRRRRREEEUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH !!!!!!!"
man-boar takes a step forward and extends a paw toward me but before he can grab, the vomiting thoroughly confused him and he retreats. I turn and regurgitation what little remains of the starters on the Calvinist, then I left the bathroom and I go to England.
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